ARIANNE POV
It's been two weeks, two weeks without hearing from Ivan. The first week was completely miserable and unbearable for me. I spent the whole day in my room crying and trying so hard to hold myself together because of the twins. The second week I braved up and decided to write him letters. Every single day making sure they were delivered while waiting for a reply but I never got any.
I was starting to get sick with worry. Why wasn't he writing me back? It's been two weeks since I left, doesn't he miss me? What exactly is happening there? Is everyone okay? Most importantly, doesn't he miss me?
Each day a carrier comes, I run out of my room hoping he tells me that I got a letter back but sadly that doesn't seem to be the case. The dejected look on his face as he stares at me while shaking his head at me in a negative response makes my heart shatter a little bit. Eventually, I decided to stop writing. Not completely though, I still make sure to check in from time to time.